Grindelwald X Reader imagine (Requests Closed)

Christmas Cuddles

A/N at the end, pls read it XD
And I'm in one of THOSE moods soooo....(also I think this is was a request I can't remember)
(Also tiny spoiler(?))

"Gellert!" I squeaked as he picked me up. He laughed, and carried me downstairs, and to the kitchen. The smell of cake filled my nostrils, and I wiggled out of Gellert's arms, and hugged him. "Thank you for the cake!" I clapped happily, and he smiled.

"I'm not the one who made it." He stated. I looked at him, and smirked.

"I know." I chuckled. He pulled a face, obviously confused. "Queenie gave it away. She's not good at hiding thoughts." I added. He nodded, and I sat down in the living room after grabbing a slice of cake. Gellert followed, and sat down next to me, taking a tiny nibble of his cake. He then smiled.

"This cake is amazing." He almost moaned, making me look at him, and then he went a little red, and looked away.

"So you have a kink for cake?"

"NO!" Gellert yelled, and I began to laugh hysterically. He pouted childishly. "And even I I did have a kink, WHICH I DON'T, I wouldn't tell you, because Queenie would find out because you can't hide your thoughts." He stated.

"Wow, I'm offended, Gellert, I no longer love you." I said without thinking. Gellert looked at me, his multicolored eyes wide, and a surprised look crossed his face. I stood up, and darted upstairs, being careful not to drop my cake and I shut my bedroom door. I'd forgotten he could just apparate in, and he did.

"Hey. Why'd you run away?" He asked softly. I looked at him, slightly annoyed. "Unless you weren't joking." A small smile crossed his face. His annoyingly perfect face. I gave a small nod, and he stepped forwards. "Hey, it's okay, it's okay." He mumbled, and I shook my head. "No, really, its fine. I don't...no, its okay, really." He struggled to find words. "I...I like you too? Like? No, no that's not right. I love you. That's it." He finally said. I looked at him, startled.

"You're playing tricks on me." I growled. He shook his head.

"No I'm not, and I can prove it." He shook his head, and edged closer, and closer, until his lips were upon mine. When we parted for air, he looked up, a devious smirk upon his face.

"Didn't you notice the mistletoe?"